”I still have his clothes and pictures hanging on the wall. His name was Raphael. He was only one year when he fell down the stairs. When I explained to the doctors what had happened they didn’t believe me. They thought I was lying and that I physically abused him. After that, every time I would see a baby my heart would break but somehow I had to keep going for my other kids. A few months later I was feeling really nauseous and I thought I had food poisson. I was shocked when I turned out to be pregnant. After losing Raphael I never thought I would have another child. I didn’t think I would have it in me to love another baby. Project Pearls helped me, not just financially but they treated me like family.
When my daughter was born I asked the founder of the project to be her godmother and to name her. She gave her the name Gabi, which is short for Gabriel. It means Angel.” (Manila, Philippines)
''I give them the same presents, an equal amount of attention and kisses. I don't want them to fight with each other or develop an unhealthy sibling relationship. They know that there is enough space in grandma's heart and on grandma's lap.'' (Manila, Philippines)